"Take me to the sword-making room."

Lin Tianyou didn't want to continue wasting time and destroy an ant. For him, just doing it casually would not affect him.

"good!"

Fangbing nodded and agreed.

Lin Tianyou's decisive style, he appreciated it very much.

Although Fang Lu is a family of his Fang family, for his own selfishness, he must send him to the Chen family for interrogation.

Such a family of the same family makes him feel extremely shameful.

So he died and he had no regrets.

Under Fangbing's leadership, Lin Tianyou walked directly towards the sword-making room without any intention of paying attention to others.

Everyone looked at Fanglu on the ground, but didn't know what they were feeling. This was the child that the master of the hometown valued. The future prospects were not higher than those of Fangqing, but at least they would achieve something.

I did not expect that it would fall into this field.

This Lin Tianyou, even Chen Ziren said that killing and killing, killing the soul like cutting vegetables, Lu Fang had to provoke this Lin Tianyou, it was really foolish.

Everyone couldn't figure out what this Fanglu was doing.

Only a few people who understand can figure out what’s inside.

But they didn't explain.

After all, colluding with outsiders is too disgraceful to say that.

When he came to the casting room, Lin Tianyou took his Jin Guangjian directly.

"This is ... the golden light sword without water?"

Fangbing was slightly stunned when she saw this sword.

"Yes, that Jun Wushui died at the bottom of the Lujue Spring, and his things were collected by the young master.

Now I want you to refine this sword and then use the material of this sword to repair one of my flying swords.

If you can do it, I will appreciate your affection."

Lin Tianyou handed the golden lightsaber to Fangbing and said lightly.

"The little sword-casting master, it is a great thing to be grateful to Mr. Lin. You must cherish it."

The Soul Hunter Emperor beside him said with a smile.

Fangbing ignored the Soul Hunting Emperor, and his attention was all attracted by the Golden Lightsaber.

This sword is extremely sharp, and there is still spiritual energy surging in the sword body.

It is many times higher than the divine sword he cast before.

It is extremely lucky for a swordsman to see a magic weapon that he has never been able to forge.

By observing this magic weapon, he can bring extremely high understanding of his sword-making skills.

"Can you refine it?"

Lin Tianyou asked again.

“By my skills, I can refine it.

But with my soul power, I can't do this.

My five elements of flames are not enough to support me to do this. "

The aromatic handle is bitter.

"So!"

Lin Tianyou remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young Master Lin, you saved my life. I will definitely find a way to refine this sword for you. Give me three days. Within three days, I will come up with a solution!"

Fangdeng's bitter face suddenly became serious.

The family also has many treasures of fire condensation.

At worst, I can ask the patriarch for it.

In order to repay his kindness, he believed that the patriarch would agree to take out the fire-condensing treasure.

Lin Tianyou looked at the Soul Hunting Emperor, as if he was asking what he meant.

"I don't care. Anyway, I'm willing to follow where Mr. Lin goes."

The Soul Hunter Emperor shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

Lin Tianyou also smiled at the Soul Hunting Emperor. He was very happy that this supreme clone was willing to follow him.

At that moment, he turned to Fangbing and said:

"Three days are too long, so few are so idle, wait for up to two days.

If you want the flame, you can give you less. "

After speaking, Lin Tianyou raised his hand and slapped his fingers in front of the handle.

Just listen to the sound of ‘slamming’, and immediately appeared in a black flame.

It was obviously a black fire, but it still emitted a dim fire.

It seems that this flame has the ability to devour everything in the world.

"Black, black flame fire?

Mr. Lin, who are you?

Even the black inflammation that only the magic gods are used in rumors? "

Fang Bing was shocked.

As a swordsman, I have more knowledge about flames than ordinary people.

He has only seen the existence of Blang Yan in the ancient books of Honghuang.

I did not expect that today I will see this legendary flame from a teenager.

Moreover, this teenager just released a finger and released the dark inflammation.

It made him incredible.

"You don't need to control this, I just ask you, can this fire be used?"

Lin Tianyou didn't want to explain too much, raised the flames, and looked at the handle.

"Yes, that's great!"

Fangdeng nodded repeatedly. This rare magic fire, let alone refining the golden light sword, can be refining even a higher-grade sword.

But this flame is too dangerous. If an ordinary person is stained with a trace, he will be possessed. Only by cutting off the area stained with a knife can he save his life.

"Please put this flame carefully in the stove.

As long as the stove can be started, I can start refining this golden lightsaber.”

Fangbing pointed at the stove and said excitedly.

"Um!"

Lin Tianyou nodded, and with a flash of finger, the black flame fire flew into the stove with a "swoosh".

Suddenly, the flames of the bear rose.

Fangdeng did not waste any more time, so he put the golden lightsaber into the stove, picked up his own tools, and worked hard.

Lin Tianyou didn't understand sword refining, and was afraid that he would disturb Fangbing here, so he walked out with the Soul Hunting Emperor.

One day later, in the hall of Fang's house, Fang Qing got a message.

"How did the Shenpin forging Sword Terrace be broken?"

Fang Qing frowned and asked a child who was looking forward.

That kind of sword forging platform, even a magical sword cannot be cut, how can it be destroyed just by saying it is destroyed?

"When repairing Mr. Lin's flying sword, huge energy was generated, resulting in several cracks appearing at the bottom of the sword forging table, but you can continue to use it.

However, if you want to use this sword forging platform to cast magical weapons in the future, you may not be able to do so."

The child replied.

"Sister, isn't it just a sword forging platform?

As long as it is used by Brother Lin, even if it breaks a few units, I won’t feel sorry for you!”

Fang Ting'er said indifferently.

She doesn't feel sorry for using it for the person she likes.

"Miss, Mr. Lin is here!"
To be continued...